Lin Qiaoqiao pulled her collar imperceptibly and asked shyly, "Mom, is there something urgent?"
It's still dark, but the weather is urging me to die. I don't know what's wrong with me.
Zhao Xiurong originally looked down on Lin Qiaoqiao, thinking she was petty, but her son happened to like her.
Now, seeing her foxy look, he was even more furious.
He glared at her fiercely and said, "Put on your clothes properly. How can you behave like that at home?"
Lin Qiaoqiao was very reluctant, but she suppressed her anger and greeted him with a smile.
She thought that as long as she tried her best to please Zhao Xiurong, she would eventually get through it.
She probably racked her brains but never imagined that this day would not come, and she was beaten instead.
"Lin Qiaoqiao stayed at home and didn't dare go out, and the old woman stopped hanging around our house."
There was a hint of gloating in Ding Xiangzhi's words.
After her daughter left, Mrs. Lin had nothing to do and often walked around the house.
In his words and deeds, he belittled his daughter and praised Lin Qiaoqiao. It was so annoying.
Ding Xiangzhi wanted to stop the man and scold him.
"Let's not talk about her. How are you and the boss doing lately?"
Lin Shan called out "Mom" and didn't dare to answer the phone, for fear that his mother would urge him to get married the next second.
Lin Jingshu winked at Gu Chengze.
Gu Chengze understood immediately, put his arm around Lin Shan's neck and pulled him out.
Lin Shan struggled, "What are you doing?"
Gu Chengze said nothing and just dragged the person away.
As soon as the two left, Lin Jingshu couldn't wait to tell her mother about Lin Shan and Fang Yuanyuan.
Ding Xiangzhi was surprised and happy.
If she had to say what she was most worried about at the moment, it would be the marriage of her two sons, especially the eldest son, who was almost thirty years old and rarely saw a female lesbian around him, let alone a female mosquito.
She even secretly asked someone to tell her the truth, and the fortune teller said that her husband's fate had not yet arrived and he would have to settle down at the age of 30.
Ding Xiangzhi was anxious but helpless.
Who would have thought that fools have good luck, a girl likes the eldest brother, and he encountered a good thing that he could never find even with a lantern.
"How's that girl?"
Ding Xiangzhi does not ask for the other party's family to be rich and powerful, but only asks that the other party live with the boss wholeheartedly.
Mothers think a lot and think far ahead about things that are not yet known.
Lin Jingshu: "That's good. Don't get excited. We don't know how things will turn out yet. I'm just mentioning it to you. If it works out, you'll be happy. If it doesn't, don't be disappointed."
Ding Xiangzhi sighed, "You're right, this kind of thing can't be rushed."
She waited patiently for the news, and one day it would come.
Lin Mu waited for a long time, and finally it was his turn to answer the phone.
The brother and sister chatted for a while, and Ding Xiangzhi urged them that time was almost up. Jingshu used the office phone, and if she spent too much time, someone would gossip.
They hung up the phone early to avoid making things difficult for her.
Lin Mu nodded and said to the other end of the phone, "Jingshu, let's hang up first. Let's write a letter to contact each other."
Writing letters saves money than making phone calls. Ten pages of paper are not as effective as one phone call.
Ding Xiangzhi was overjoyed and hummed an unknown tune as he went home to pack the things he wanted to send.
island.
After returning home, Gu Chengze washed the borrowed bicycle and sent it back to Mrs. Su's house.
Su Hongping: "You are so polite. This car usually sits there gathering dust, but it looks brand new today."
Lin Jingshu and his wife are capable. If it were left at someone else's house, they might not clean it up.
After Gu Chengze finished his meal and took a shower, he came out but his wife was nowhere to be seen.
When I went to the second floor, I found her drawing something in the study.
He leaned against the door frame, looking at his wife who was absorbed in her work. He was unconsciously fascinated and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Lin Jingshu felt the burning gaze, raised her eyes and met his, her heart trembling suddenly.
My chest was pounding.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Lin Jingshu's cheeks were flushed, her nose was slightly wrinkled, and her face looked a little delicate.
"My wife is pretty."
Lin Jingshu: "Slippery tongue, come and see how the clothes I designed are."
"Designed clothes?"
Gu Chengze raised his foot, stood behind her, and held her in his arms.
Lin Jingshu smiled and said, "Are you not too hot anymore?"
Gu Chengze touched the tip of his nose and said, "I've never disliked it."
Lin Jingshu didn't expose it, and she didn't know who felt too hot last night and ran to the other end of the bed to sleep.
Gu Chengze has a lot of grievances to express.
He was a hot-blooded young man, but he slept with his wife in his arms, and he could only look at her but not eat her, and he almost suffocated to death.
But he didn't want his wife to notice anything unusual, so he had to use the excuse that it was too hot and curled up in a corner, crying silently.
When I was discharged from the hospital, the doctor specifically advised me not to do strenuous exercise during this period.
The daughter-in-law is shy, and if he insists on pestering her and makes a fool of himself, she will be angry.
Gu Chengze's eyes stayed on the paper on the table. Although he didn't understand design, he could see that the skirt was very beautiful.
Suitable for daughter-in-law to wear.
"Do you want to make clothes?"
Lin Jingshu: "Aren't we going to pick mulberries this afternoon? I want to pick more to dye cloth and make clothes."
There are very few fabrics to choose from at the supply and marketing cooperative, but fortunately there are ready-made fabrics in the space.
Gu Chengze raised his eyebrows. He had only seen this dyeing method in books and had never practiced it in real life. There was a bit more interest in his eyes.
"I'll go with you. There's strength in numbers."
Lin Jingshu had exactly this in mind.
After making preparations in the afternoon, Lin Jingshu found a large backpack and carried as much as she could.
Lin Jingshu was worried that the mulberries she had picked earlier could not be made into wine.
Today is the weekend, Ji Xin is at home instead of going to school. When he learned from his mother that they were going to pick mulberries, he insisted on going even at the cost of his lungs.
"Stinky boy, I didn't say I wouldn't take you with me, why don't you go change your shoes and clothes."
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